Saturday Westview Cheer hosted a cheer competition.
I worked with my friend Kathy in the snack bar all day and when it came time for the Westview team to do an exhibition cheer I decided to stay behind and let the other moms go watch. The minute I made this decision I felt my gut say that Molly was going to get hurt... I brushed it off and went back to work stocking, rotating and facing pop (i've discovered a ocd issue when i work snack bars).
I could hear the girls cheer in the background and then applause... :-)
Then, my friend Kathy came to me looking very troubled and said, "go find Molly she got hurt."
Turns out it's a nasty black eye from being hit catching her flyer. Who says cheerleading is for sissys? She'll be fine but it's ugly.
So, what was that? Intuition? I'm not sure that it would have been better to watch it happen...